Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 224

"Miss Newell, there is a lady who wants to see you. She said that she is an old friend of yours. Do I have to invite her here?" The secretary pushed open the door and entered the president's office, asking Amy.

"Old friend? Do I have old friends in R City? Since she said so, invite her in." Amy was quite interested in who the woman was. What kind of old friend was she?

Cathy walked into Amy's office with light steps. When she saw Amy for the first time, she wanted to cry as well as laugh, which made her expression very complicated.

"Miss Newell." Cathy had already been warned by her daughter not to show too much passion to Amy. It might scare Amy because she had already lost her memory and could not remember anything. Being too enthusiastic might make Amy uncomfortable.

"Hello, Madam. Do we know each other?" Amy put down the pen and documents in her hand. She walked over and invited Cathy to sit on the sofa.

"Yes, I am an old friend of yours. But you may not know who I am for the time being. Let me show you something." Cathy took out a bag of scented tea from her bag that she made herself.

"Potpourri Tea? Madam, do you also study tea?" Amy liked tea very much. Now, there was a lady who liked tea as much as she did. Amy immediately felt close to this woman.

"Yes, that's why I said we're old friends. Miss Newell, you and I will have much in common." Cathy was very confident in her behavior because she knew what Amy liked.

"Madam, you are really interesting, but I want to know if there's anything else you want to see me about? It can't be that you're just here to talk about tea, right?" Of course, Amy knew that tea was not the only reason that Cathy came to her.

"Miss Newell, you are smart. My name is Cathy. You don't need to call me Madam. Just call me Mrs. Carter. I do have something to ask of you." Cathy cut to the chase. She did come with a purpose today.

"Tell me what that is." Amy liked Cathy very much and spoke in a very gentle tone.

"Then I'll cut to the chase. Miss Newell, your assistant Richard is my son." Cathy said straightforwardly.

"Really? Do you want to bring him back or do you want me to take care of him?" Upon hearing that this lady was Richard's mother, Amy lost her likeness to Cathy. She did not like Richard very much.

"Neither. Miss Newell, I want you not to be mercy. If Richard does anything wrong, you can just scold or beat him up." Cathy said.

Hearing this, Amy wanted to laugh. Was she really Richard's mother? Was she a stepmother? How could she ask others to scold or beat her child?

"Madam, this is a strange request. Richard is my employee. I will treat him equally. If he does something wrong, I will definitely scold him." Amy felt that Cathy was a very strange mother.

"Then thank you, Miss Newell. I hope Richard won't cause too much trouble. I don't have other things to give you. I made this scented tea myself and hope that you like it." Cathy took out a large pile of scented tea and placed it on Amy's coffee table. Immediately, the entire room was filled with a faint fragrance.

"I like this very much. Thank you, madam." Amy saw the large bag of scented tea and was very happy. When Allen was just born, she still had time to make some scented tea. But after her father asked her to take over the properties in French, she no longer had time to make tea. So, she was very happy when she saw the scented tea that Cathy gave her.

"Then I'll leave. I have no other things." Cathy only wanted to meet Amy and give her the scented tea.

"Madam, wait a moment. I have something for you." Amy stopped Cathy and wanted to give her a gift as well.

Cathy knew that although Amy had lost her memory, her character had not changed.

Amy went to her lounge and took out a carton. She also brought some specialties from France. So this was a suitable gift for Cathy.

"Thank you. I think we can be friends." Cathy said to Amy before she left.

"Yes, I think so. Madam, I will do as you say. I will strictly require Richard." Amy assured Cathy who was leaving.

Cathy took the things Amy gave her and left happily. She got in the car and called Richard.

"Richard, I just went to see Amy," Cathy reported to Richard.

"Amy? Mom, why did you go to see her? She's lost her memory now, so she can't be stimulated." When Richard heard that Cathy had gone to see Amy, he became anxious. He was trying to get close to Amy slowly. He didn't want his mother to ruin his plan.

"I am not stupid. Your sister has told me about this. I know what not to do. Now you should worry about yourself. I asked her to be very strict with you. I told her to scold or beat you if you deserve it. You have to suffer all of it. Alright, I won't say anymore. I'm going back." After Cathy finished speaking, she couldn't stop laughing. Perhaps no one could compare to her when it came to being a naughty parent.

Richard was speechless when he heard what his mother said. If he had a second chance to choose, would he still choose Cathy as his mother?

After answering the phone, Richard found an excuse to go to Amy's office. He placed the flowers he bought into the vase in Amy's office.

He looked around and didn't see where Amy put the scented tea his mother brought. It must have been in the lounge. Amy had a habit of putting everything she liked in the lounge. For those she didn't like, she would place them randomly.

This meant that Amy was very fond of his mother's gift.

"Mr. Carter, your mother came just now." Seeing that Richard was helping her put the flowers in the vase, Amy wanted to say something to thank him.

"Really, my mother is here? Did she cause you any trouble?" Richard asked carefully.

"No, she's nice. I think I'll be good friends with her. However, our relationship will not change because of your mother. I will be strict with you. This is also your mother's request." Amy was quite amused about this.

"My mother has the final say in our family. Please do as she says." Richard also figured it out. This was one of his mother's strategies, which was to make him stay by Amy's side for a longer time.